My cousin had brought her boyfriend home from college and a whole bunch of our family went out to a barbecue place with them. My sister was probably 6 or 7 at the time, still young enough to be losing teeth. Halfway through the meal, she does just that - loses a tooth and becomes frantic that she can’t find it. The entire family, probably close to 8 people, joins in the search. Neighboring tables are watching the drama unfold and even the waiter comes by to help. At one point, my mom thinks she finds the tooth in her boot tread, but it turns out to be a rock. After 15 minutes of hardcore searching, we give up and go back to our meals, laughing hysterically. A few minutes later, there’s the tooth! In my mom’s chicken… The new boyfriend, who was from Alabama, told my cousin that we were the biggest rednecks he’d ever met. We’re from DC.